Bedtime stories are my favorite part of the day
Kaya is taking a dance class on Saturday mornings at our local dance studio. She LOVES it – much more successful than soccer class so far. I think the warmth of an inside dance studio is also preferable to her than a cold soccer field. I’m a little unimpressed with the actual amount of dancing they do (they spend too much time standing in line or sitting around) – I think they should just turn on Beyonce and break it down for 45 minutes, but she seems to love it anyway.
We’ve been doing a lot of traveling lately – last weekend to Columbus and this weekend to Atlanta. It turns out the January tennis circuit is quite happening. First we watched the Ohio State men’s team whomp Denver University. And yesterday we watched an old friend Jesse from Emory play a killer mixed doubles match. I’m not sure our Waffle-House-hat-wearing family fit in with the Chastain Park tennis elite (the first thing someone did was bring over a blanket for the baby to sit on after I put her in the (gasp!) bare grass), but we had a great time.